17 arbys glued to each other

I'm cutting corners
In my broken down dreams
This feels so hopeless
I won't fall asleep
Things move much slower
Angry at everything
Getting closer to a sentimental state
Now I'm over
Your animosity
Towards my life
And how things should be
I'm betting that you
You feel I'm not happy
Maybe you're right
Maybe I'm still asleep
I know
That this is not forever
but I still try
To play along
what did you think I'd do
When your mom called me
From the hospital
After you OD'd
How am I supposed to know
How you feel when you don't
Even know what you want from me